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Your sketch is beyond the imagination, it’s beyond thevast sea with full of emotion. A wide space is there between the two, a space of freedom, space of flexibility, though they were quite close to each other, but they are not restricted to anything. When you restrict your mind, your relation starts taking a reverse direction’. Once again, the letter reminded me of Neha’s emotion, her attachments for me….Deepak Ranjan
2
Can you trust me, once again…? Won’t you feel guilty accepting me with my wrongs…?’ I whispered.‘ No… never…’ she hugged me tight, I rubbed my hand on her hairs , pat on her shoulder and said sorry for making her cry.Deepak Ranjan
3
You were the best part of my life; I do not regret making friends with you… I will wait for you till the end of my life… This time I won’t force you to come near me, take yourown time. If you feel you can return me my best friend, just typeme a small — Hi… or GM or GN… I won’t force you totype the complete words, as I don’t want to waste your timefor me… I Love You (As a best friend). Missing you very badly… Waiting for my Sid… .Deepak Ranjan
4
The day, before sleeping; I recalled everything… to crosscheck that - whether I was wrong at any point of time! Then I realized — it’s not mandatory that the way you perceive life will be the same in which others envision it.Deepak Ranjan
5
Don’t have the power to make someone happy…?’ Icriticized.‘I have the power, the desire… But No marriage, No girlfriend stuff… When I feel like doing something crazy, I can pay and get a girl in bed… No emotions, no argument, and no expectations, just I want to fuck and fulfil my desire, that’s it…! Darling, there is nothing like ‘LOVE’, everything revolves around the four lettered word — ‘FUCK’, understood…?’ he explained naughtily.Deepak Ranjan
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What they failed to understand was that a creative person can never restrict himself/herself within a particular time-frame. I was no longer a school-going boy. The writer in me revolted — I started to voice my likes and dislikes.Deepak Ranjan